Sri Chandi is the destroyer of the sinners with strong arms. Her radiance is unbearable. I bow to the feet of Chandi Sarasvati who gives boons.
Sri Bala Sandhur Vaach..
Sri Guru Angad Dev ji, listen to the Katha of the destroyer of 3 illnesses. The rains came and clouds could be seen in the sky. The good fortune of the Jagyasos came to fruition, as the one who gives peace and joy to saints, came to Earth. The black clouds climbed the sky like Kalika. The lightening flashed and sounded like someone was clapping. The rainbow (the bow of Inder) looked like an arched eyebrow. The thundering of the clouds sounded like screams. The demons and the snakes got scared. The Devatas and the peacocks, on the other hand, enjoyed the sounds of the thundering clouds. The sounds would make them happy. The lightening flashed like a dancing sword. The herons flying in a line looked beautiful. The croaking frogs sounded like children reading in a school. The juvasa flower would burn by the rain. Its roots burn like sins burning by the name of Hari. The small streams joined the rivers which flowed into the ocean. The seekers of Moksha become Brahm without any pain. The small ponds crossed their limits, like a fraud committing acts of cheating in the ego of Maya. The flying dust disappeared because of the rain; just as the bad wisdom runs away upon meeting Satguru ji. The travelers settled into their homes like the mind becoming still by doing Simran of Hari's name. The drama that the monsoons did, listen to the Katha with love.
One day, Mehta Kalu ji called his son and gave love to his son; who has the moon-like face. He said: "son, you are now wiser and older. Don't go with the cows to the jungle anymore. Farm our own land. Take two strong bulls with you. Take servants along with you to plow the field. Take 1.25 Maunds of seeds. Plant the seeds after plowing the fields. Water the field after and take care of it. Protect the field from deer and other animals. Harvest the crops when they are ripe. If you manage to get a lot of crops, I will hire two to four more workers. Work in this way and the home will become unbreakable." Sri Guru Nanak Dev ji heard his father, who was tangled with the desire of money. Guru ji said: "listen Pitha ji, I will do as you say." Pitha ji had the seeds weighed and picked up by one of the workers. He sent Guru ji and the worker off.
Guru ji and the worker went to the fields and began to plow them. They ploughed the lines and then planted the seeds. When it was evening, they both came home. Mehta Kalu ji was really happy to see his son. There was a lot of prosperity in the hands of Guru ji. I can only say as much as I am capable of. On the third day, the plants began to sprout and greenery could be seen. It was as though the earth was happy to be ploughed by Guru ji. When Mehta Kalu ji saw the field filled with greenery, he was really happy. He said to himself: "my son will be a great farmer. I will establish a village for him. He will make money in many ways." He started to think about the future in this way. Sri Guru Nanak Dev ji thought in his mind: "the desire for money in my father's mind is growing by the day. This should be dealt with right now. The situation of gathering money should be finished." Guru ji stood on guard of the fields but he wouldn't stop any of the animals from coming in. The animals fed on the plants and vegetables. Donkeys, horses, cows, deer and other animals came to feed on the plants. They ate with joy. The crops and vegetables were all eaten up in a day or two. Not one plant survived. When Mehta Kalu ji came to see the field, he saw the flag of the Bedis, Guru ji, sitting by the fields. He saw the animals roaming around in the fields and Guru ji was not stopping any of them. Pitha ji was really angry and said really harsh words from his mouth: "I am looking at my bad karma. You are a home-destroyer son! You have been like this since a young age. You lose the things and come home empty-handed. You are of age to earn money now but you do bad things. What work for a living will you do when I am gone? You will leave your home and stay with the Fakirs." Mehta Kalu ji noticed that his son was not even a bit concerned. He spoke even harsher words: "what benefit was there for me for you to be born? It would have been better that I remained as is. There are sons who earn a lot of money and then there are sons like you, who lose everything."
Mehta Kalu ji then went to the village and came to the house of the Brahmin to yell at him. He said in anger: "your Vedas and Puranas all lie. To tell you the truth, they are backwards. It's either that or you don't know how to read them. Maybe you are just lying. You praised my son and said that there will be Chatters (royal canopies) over his head. He is losing the wealth we had. He has ruined the planted field. He had the animals eat from the field and didn't stop them. Since he has been born, he hasn't done anything to earn money. He lost the wealth that I had previously gathered. For this reason, your words are false." The wise Brahman then spoke about how Guru ji is praised: "listen Kalu, you are not thinking straight. You are always opposed to your good son. I have told you many times: he has come for the good of the world. He is here to save the world. He understands the meanings of the Bhagwat Geeta without even reading one word of it. He has given me Gyaan. I have come to understand that he will save many people. Whoever does the Simran, they will reach Brahmgyaan. I see Vishnu inside of him. He has many powers and virtues." Mehta Kalu ji heard this and came home angry.
After this incident, the master of the universe remained detached from everything. Only some people recognized his powers and called him "the Powerful One." Those were the ones who did his Sangat. The people with bad wisdoms did not recognize him; that he was the giver of Moksha.
There was a tree outside of the village where the “Root of the Universe,” Guru ji, would sit under. He spent time alone there. He didn't speak or meet with anyone. He didn't ask for anyone either. One day, Guru ji sat under the shade of the tree. When it was the afternoon, Guru ji felt sleepy. The Compassionate One laid out a nice sheet and laid down on it. Guru ji slept on it for about an hour and a half. During his nap, Rai Bhullaar walked by. He was surprised to see Guru ji sleeping under the tree. He stood there without saying anything for a while. He said to one of his men: "look how radiant this son of Mehta Kalu is. He is full of glory. The one with many powers and radiance is sleeping here. The shadows of the other trees are gone but the shadow of the tree which he is sleeping under, is still there. Undoubtedly, he is a powerful Avatar. He hides his truth from everyone. His radiance is like the fire within the ashes. If there is a true seeker, that person can find the fire within the ashes. Whoever serves him, they will not come into the cycle of birth and death. I have seen his miracle before. The snake was giving him shade with love. The shadow of the tree is still. This is the second miracle I am seeing." Both of them folded their hands and bowed their heads on to the ground to Guru ji. They left with a deep faith and went towards the village. Rai Bhullaar ji began to make his wisdom pure. His doubt and delusion began to decrease by the day. He went to his home and sat down with bliss. Mehta Kalu ji had come to Rai Bhullaar ji's home as well. Rai Bhullaar ji had him sit with respect and spoke to him: "you are fortunate, Kalu. Such a child has been born in your home that made you blessed. You are still harsh-natured, though. Don't speak to your son with harshness. It is because of him that my village has become pure and peaceful. Don't disrespect him, even by mistake. Give him food and clothes with peace and respect. I was born in a house of Turks. He can't live in my home, otherwise I would have kept him here with respect. I would have served his feet and had my life blessed. I have made a nice set of clothes for him. Take them and have him wear them. Whatever gift I give him, if he uses it, it would be a blessing for me." Hearing Rai Bhullaar ji speak in this way, who was drenched in love and devotion, Mehta Kalu ji, engrossed in Maya and attachment, folded his hands and spoke: "by your grace, I have everything in my home. You have given me a lot of items and money. I have no shortages. I have wealth and things of need. After all this, I still have a worry in my mind that keeps growing. I think about this day and night. You praise Nanak ji a lot but I don't see such a wisdom in him. Whatever work I have given him to do, nothing was solved. He has only caused damages. He has lost so many things of the home. Now, he had the animals feed from the fields. Since he has been born, he hasn't earned even a little bit. He is detached. He has no love. He leaves home and sits outside of the village." Rai Bhullar ji responded: "you don't know him. You haven't recognized him. Your mind is engrossed in the desire for money; so how would you recognize the treasure of virtues?"
Mehta Kalu ji had a conversation with Rai Bhullaar ji and came home quickly. He started doing some of his personal tasks and never understood his son's virtues. Sri Satguru ji did tasks as the Karta Purakh, the doer. Oh Santokh Singh, do the Simran of Guru Nanak Dev ji and forget about anyone else's support.